Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 102

"You fucking idiot! You had your chance and you blew it. I was being generous, offering you a reasonable price for that herb. But since you don't want my money, I will just take it for free. Give it to me now!" the young man roared. He then kicked the man right in the stomach, snatched the superior spiritual herb from his pocket along with the money he threw at him, and walked away.

The man doubled over to the ground and cried out in pain, but he did not dare offer any more disagreement. His cultivation base was only at the first stage of the Primary Realm, after all. His strength could not possibly compare to that of these people who were members of a noble clan.

What was just robbed from him was a superior spiritual herb. Even just a little amount of the herb would have been able to help him support his family for at least ten years. He found it hard to accept such a loss.

The man was still lamenting over his misfortune when he turned over and saw that Darren was still there at the restaurant. "Mister! Mister! Please help me! They took the precious herb you just gave me. Please! Please help!" the man begged as he crawled over.

Darren felt sorry for the man, so he walked up to the young man and tried to reason with him. "Mister, why don't you just give the superior spiritual herb back to the poor man. Please have some sympathy," he appealed.

"Who the hell are you? Don't you know who I am, you idiot? Nobody in this city dares to go against my will, so fuck off!" the young man barked.

Darren grew infuriated with him, but he chose not to waste his time with them. He instead just turned to the man and crouched down. He took another superior spiritual herb and handed it to him. "Here you go, mister. Its spiritual energy would decrease as time passes, so it's best that you sell it today. The quicker you sell it, the more money you'll get," he told the man.

"Oh! Thank you, young man! Thank you!" the man cried out in joy. He took the superior spiritual herb and struggled to get up in pain. 'It's all right. A little pain is worth it for the fortune I'll get thanks to this herb!' he thought as he rushed out.

However, as the man reached the exit, the young man caught a glimpse of him holding the superior spiritual herb.

"Give that to me, you scum!" the young man said as he snatched the superior spiritual herb from the man again.

The young man did not expect that he would run into an unexpected fortune today. He held the two superior spiritual herbs in hand, wild with joy.

"Where do you keep getting these? Did you steal them? Hand in all the herbs you have and I might just spare your life," he vaguely threatened.

"Just look at him! How can a deadbeat vagrant like him get a hold of not just one, but two superior spiritual herbs? He must have been stealing them! Go for him, boys! Find out what else he has," one of the young man's companions said.

Darren could not just stand and watch any longer. He stood in front of the poor man and frowned upon the young man and his companions, anger burning in his chest. "Don't push it! Which do you value more, those herbs or your lives? Think wisely," he sternly warned them.

The young man cracked up at Darren's statement and started to mock him. "Ha-ha! You poor hopeless idiot. You must be new here. That's all right, we can show you around and maybe put an underwear over your head – go on, boys, beat this guy up!" the young man ordered his companions. It was becoming apparent that he was their leader.